Just as Wolf Rorschach was firmly pinned in place.
His entire towering body was completely unable to move.
Amid waves of terrifying Chaos Psychic Energy sweeping in from every direction through the thin air.
The Wolf brothers who were rapidly withdrawing from the battlefield.
Were also swiftly stopped by giant earthen hands that suddenly condensed from deep beneath the barren ground!
Many Wolf brothers who had temporarily lost their minds because their Company Commander was trapped had not even had time to dodge.
Before they were grabbed tightly in the enormous palms of those earthen hands.
Even their already shattered Power Armor was crushed along with them into splattering pools of crimson gore!
"Magnus—"
At that moment, Wolf Rorschach, who had witnessed some of the Wolf brothers perish, once again let out an enraged roar that echoed throughout the area.
As his wolf eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, and the Khorne daemon sword at his waist began to emit a faint, low hum.
The blood Sorcery Chains continuously wrapped around his towering body expanded and contracted with his increasingly violent struggles.
As though Wolf Rorschach's rapidly increasing physical strength would tear them apart by force the very next second!
"Heh heh..."
Yet at that moment, a crimson giant hand suddenly appeared in midair, wisps of pure Chaos Psychic Energy visible to the naked eye coiling around its five sharp fingertips.
It then pressed down upon Wolf Rorschach's long crimson hair, gripping his entire head and instantly rendering all his struggles utterly motionless!
"Weren't you calling for me? Here I am."
"Are you angry? Does it hurt? Watching your Astartes brothers be slaughtered by me one after another, do you feel powerless?"
"But when you Space Wolves, a pack of barbarians, burned my Prospero and slaughtered my Thousand Sons descendants at will,